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"Being away from you was unbearable," Isaiah confessed. "I couldn't focus on anything," he took a pause before continuing "What happened to my letter? I hope it is not somewhere in the trash," Isaiah said playfully, though his eyes betrayed his seriousness. Susan remained silent, bowing her head. "Susan, answer me," Isaiah urged gently. Susan blushed and looked down, "You are such an idiot." "I agree with that," Isaiah admitted. "Me, coming here and waiting for you, it has to mean something," she said, looking away from him. "Hey, I might be an idiot, but I can still understand what you feel" "Then why don't you understand it without me having to say it outright?" --- In the bustling heart of New York City, Evelyn Mae entered the world on a crisp autumn day. Born into a middle-class family, Evelyn was the youngest of four siblings, with one brother and two sisters who adored her. Her siblings, all married and thriving in their own lives, often reminisced about their mischievous yet cherished childhood days together. Evelyn, being the baby of the family, was particularly doted upon. Growing up, Evelyn was the apple of her parents' eyes. Her mischievous antics were often met with gentle reprimands and warm smiles, for she brought an unparalleled joy to their lives but it soon came to an end when her parents died in an accident. One afternoon at her uncle's house, Evelyn sat at the kitchen table when a sudden realization struck her-she wanted to become a doctor. Determined to pursue her dream, she enrolled in medical school, sharing an apartment with her childhood best friend, Susan. They attended the same college and bonded over a few shared classes. Susan's unwavering support and their late-night talks kept Evelyn motivated through the grueling demands of medical school. Years later, Evelyn graduated with honors, her dream fulfilled, ready to embrace the future.

"Do you have any idea how damn frustrating you are?" He trapped me between him and the wall. Stubbornly, I looked squarely at him, "You say this like it's news to you." He pursed his lips, clenched his jaw, and stared at me with darkened eyes before he closed the gap between us. I stared at him squarely as I felt his body heat radiated off me, my lips parted and my breathing picked up a notch. He placed one hand on the wall and brought his lips an inch away from mine as the other hand trailed up my arms, "I am going to make you feel my frustration." I ran my finger along his jaw and dared him with my eyes, "I'm Mila," I grinned, "You can try but we both know you won't succeed." He ran his thumb over my bottom lip, "Don't take my love for you as weakness," he stated and captured my lips with a fiery kiss. The road to love for Mila and Mitchell wasn't easy, but they finally reached their destination after many bumps along the way. Blissfully in love, they set off on another journey together but instead of the Highway, they hit the high seas. However, love and life aren't always smooth sail and they learn that when they embark on their adult life after college. Mitchell is trying to prove to his father he is worthy of handling the grand Clarke Empire one day while Mila is determined to make her mark in the medical world. Two strong personalities have finally accepted they love each other but both are set in their ways and stubborn with unbreakable egos. Can their love weather storms in their path or will things like jealousy, insecurity, and family stand in their way to happily ever after?

"Do I make you nervous, Sweetheart?" He spoke lowly. "Psh, no! I just-" I gasped when his tongue flicked out and touched my neck. My hands flew up to clutch at his shirt, fingers tightening in an attempt to hold myself up. It was as if my knees turned to jelly. "Maybe it's bad. And maybe I shouldn't, but I love that. I love the way you react to my touch. I love the way you pretend you aren't turned on. I love that I make you nervous." Oh my. His husky voice was doing a number on my already frazzled nerves. I was putty in his hands, rendered completely useless without him. "It's okay, Sweetheart. You make me nervous too." ----------------- Viola Evans is just an ordinary 19-year-old girl. She moved away from her hometown in Indiana to attend college in Utah. She refuses to take out student loans so instead, she is overworking herself, barely eating, and living in a crummy apartment just to scrape by since her Mom and Step-Father were unsupportive of her pursuing a career in Special Education. Her school year gets a whole lot more interesting when a handsome stranger suddenly starts appearing everywhere she is, laying claim to her in ways that has her questioning whether he is human or not. Join her in her adventure where she loves fully, grows exponentially, and shares her light with the world. cover by: @honey_sprinkles thank you sooooo much for your wonderful work!

*SLOWLY BEING EDITED* Zane had a special mission to accomplish. No one could find out that he's undercover. No one. But with those hazel eyes and her smart mouth he couldn't stay away from her. She was making him feel things he never knew it was possible. Yet bringing her into his world was dangerous especially because of her sudden connection to his case. Katherine has a baggage full of insecurities and trust issues. She never had an official boyfriend and being 24 that's socially unacceptable. The danger those grey eyes emit should scare her away. He was trouble and she knew that but she couldn't help it. The attraction she feels towards him is scaring her. Is it worth taking the risk? ........ "Can you cook?" "I can" "Good, what about laundry and cleaning?" I nodded. "Fuck Angel, you're like the perfect woman and you still want me to be your friend" He joked and found myself laughing. "Because I am the perfect housewife?" I asked arching an eyebrow. "No, because you are the perfect combination of smart, beautiful, and skillful." I blushed at that and I wanted to look away but one of his hands stopped me and turned my face towards him. "Get used to hearing compliments because you're going to hear them often in the future. Now, about my offer..." He gave me an expectant look. I thought for a while. I still wasn't sure it was a good idea but I liked working at the shop and still wanted to work there for a little while. "Alright, let's do it," I said. "Now? Here? Damn Angel, first the fiancé thing, and now this. For someone inexperienced, you sure move fast" He joked and I laughed. *Warning ⚠️* Strong language, triggering topics such as body shaming, depression...

"You don't know what you do to me Ava." His low voice in my ear sent a warmth to my bottom half. I pushed my hips into him, feeling the hardness I have caused making his breath hitch. His eyes move around my body with lust. "I think I do know what I do to you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Enemies, Lovers, Betrayal, Forgiveness. ♡ TW: 18+, strong language, explicit scenes, mental health struggles, slight self harm[bruising/self deprecating thoughts]. (There won't be warnings before things happen so please don't read if those make you uncomfortable.)

Nova disguise as a boy to enter the military school. If she is discovered as a girl, she will be kicked out. She is desperate to hide from trackers who have been following her for a dozen years. No one would think to look for her in an all-male military school. She hides among werewolves and is one of the very few nonshifters at the school. She catches the new instructor's curiosity, and her identity is threatened. He claims to be her mate, but she knows that her kind don't have a mate and desperately tries to avoid him. If he stumbles upon her true identity, she is screwed. "What are you doing?!" growls his highness, ripping the knife from my hands. It tingles as his fingers close around my wrist. Fresh blood flows from the wound, turning his hands red. Deep throaty sounds, rumbling in his chest. "You hurt yourself," he says softly, pain evident in his voice. I look up and frown. "It's just a small cut," I reply, annoyed. None of the other cadets get this kind of attention. Besides, we have to learn this to pass the exam. "Shhh, it's going to be okay," he says, pressing me close. My whole side explodes with sparks. It tickles me. "You have to stop hurt yourself. Why are you even here? How am I going to protect you here?" he asks angrily. "I don't need your protection!" I shout, pushing him away. I get an angry growl back. Quickly I grab another knife and throws it over my shoulder, hitting bulls' eye. He glares at me, and the room has gone completely silent. That's when I discover that I may have gone too far with the insanely possessive highness, even though I'm grateful for the extra lessons he gives me. Then suddenly everyone hurries out of the training area. Leaving me alone with the growling, red eyed alpha. ON HOLD *This book contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and other mature themes.* English is not my first language. Grammatical errors may occur.

Mallory finds herself brokenhearted when she loses the love of her life in a tragic accident. She's left to pick up the pieces of her life with the help of her best friend, Kendall. Her job as a neonatal nurse helps to keep her mind off of her broken heart when something unexpected happens; she comes face to face with Dr. Samuel Daniels. Will she find love again, or will her grief blind her from her second chance at love and happiness? *** "Kendall is under the illusion that you're in love with me. Can you believe that? I just buried my fiancé seven months ago. She told me not to be blinded by my grief, not to see that you love me," I sigh. I notice Sam lower his head. "I'm guessing that must have pissed you off." "It did! I don't want her to ruin the friendship that we have. I like how we are. You throw the love word in there, and it freaks me out." I fight back my tears. Sam raises his head to look at me. "Listen, Mallory. I would never do anything to jeopardize what we have. Please don't let other people's observations of our relationship mess that up, okay?" *** 1st Place in The Candy Cane Awards 🥇 2nd Place in the 2020 Universal Awards 🥈 2nd Place in the Books and Beyond Awards 🥈

"You believe you've seen the dark? Sweetheart, you are absolutely adorable." I said my voice dark and humorous. "Darkness is so much more complex. So much more... tempting." I said my tongue darting out, licking my lips. "It creeps up on you... and before you know it..." I paused and slowly walked around him massaging his shoulders. "It has taken a hold off you," I said and grabbed him by the throat from behind, tilting his head back, and made him look at me. He gasped as his eyes found mine. "What happened to You?" He croaked. A smirk crept onto my face. "Nothing sweetie. I'm simply showing my true colors." I chuckled humourlessly. ..... Ava was just a normal girl with a normal life until a mysterious man starts appearing wherever she went. Dragging her into a dark and twisted world she wish with all her heart she could escape. However... Given the choice, will she save herself or the world that has continuously wronged her?

Axel: We locked our eyes to each other. Her eyes! I can see them! She has the most beautiful green eyes that I've ever seen! I am not exaggerating! Her red hair is flowing gracefully. Her mouth was fixed on a shy smile. OH MY FUCKING GOD! Am I hallucinating? Am I looking at this very beautiful woman? Are you sure I'm not dead? Cause she's a fucking angel! Ava: I didn't want to feel stupid by opening my mouth so I just kept a small smile on my face. Calm down, Ava. He's a human. But gosh, he looks like a god! His gorgeous face! His hair! Oh God! He's got long hair! He tied it in a bun, but damn! He looks fictional! His eyes! His blue eyes are so beautiful! Can a devil and an angel fall in love with each other? Do opposites attract each other? How would two people of different worlds surpass the test of love? Will they fight against it? Or give in?

Book Three-Heal - "Hold on. We need to talk about this whole 'overprotective boyfriend' thing. It's getting a little old." He shrugged and shoved his hands in his pockets looking down to his feet. "You already know how I feel about you doing this and I know there's no convincing you so there's not really anything to talk about." He said not lifting his head. "Yeah but you can't be mad at me for this. You have to trust that I'll be careful and I know that's hard, but I'll be okay. You've got my back right?" She nudged his shoulder and then his forehead to make him look at her. "Yeah. I've got your back." - ThomasxOC Started-9/29/22 Finished-11/18/22 *i do not own 'The Death Cure', I only own my OC's and their stories*